In the eighth year of Kaibao, the Song army breached the Southern Tang capital.
The cry, “The Southern Tang has fallen!” rang out like thunder, shattering the city gates in the hearts of everyone in the Southern Tang. It pressed down hard on the Southern Tang's backbone, crushed the pride of its last ruler, and left the people of the Southern Tang barely able to breathe beneath the burden of a conquered country and shattered homes.
Smoke billowed in the distance, and fires of war blazed everywhere. The Song cavalry thundered forward, their spearpoints making every blade of grass seem like an enemy soldier.
In the Southern Tang palace, the ruler stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance. After a long while, he sighed softly. “Zhao Kuangyin...”
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I like this article, but it's a tragedy
Mmm da da ╭(╯ε╰)╮, I will always support you
I feel sour in my nose after watching this. Your sister is so cruelヽ(￣д￣;)ノ